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— William Blake

Does the Eagle know what is in the pit?

Or wilt thou go ask the Mole:

Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod?

Or Love in a golden bowl?

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One who, or that which, accelerates.

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XLIV

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Edmund Spenser·1552–1599
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nd all the way, with great lamenting paine,And piteous plaints she filleth his dull eares,That stony hart could riven have in twaine, 390And all the way she wets with flowing teares:But he enrag'd with rancor, nothing heares.Her servile beast yet would not leave her so,But followes her farre off, ne ought he feares,To be partaker of her wandring woe, 395More mild in beastly kind, then that her beastly foe. * * * * *
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